There Was Always Some Treacherous Commoner Trying to Harm Me

"Where did the shop owner go? We can't find him anywhere." Zhang Yunji stood at the entrance of the Bookstore, looking at the crowds coming and going on the long street outside, and asked in a low voice.

Meanwhile, Ba Jiu, bored out of his mind, was biting his fingers. Ever since Sky-reaching Ape Monkey left the Mysterious Bookstore, the job of guarding the Mysterious Bookstore's door had been handed over to Ba Jiu. He was to stand at the door every day during business hours to make his due contribution to the Mysterious Bookstore.

"Didn't Sister Qingyang say that the shop owner won't be in any danger?" Unlike Zhang Yunji, Ba Jiu was very confident in Ma Feifei, not only because Ma Feifei was the owner of the Mysterious Bookstore, but also because Ba Jiu thought Ma Feifei's strength was unfathomable.

From the very beginning, Ba Jiu believed that Ma Feifei could kill him with a wave of his hand if he wanted to, not to mention that Ma Feifei had now entered the Immortal Realm.

"It's been three days already. In the past, the shop owner would definitely take the Saint with him when he went away for such a long time," Zhang Yunji said with a worried expression. As an employee who had worked for Ma Feifei for a year, Zhang Yunji knew Ma Feifei all too well. He would always take a strong employee with him as a bodyguard when he went out, let alone when he was gone for three days.

"How could you or I possibly know where the shopkeeper is? Oh, don't worry, even Sister Qingyang isn't worried, so what are you worried about?" Ba Jiu waved his hand casually, thinking that Zhang Yunji was worrying too much.

"I hope so." Zhang Yunji sighed, shifting his gaze to the passersby, lost in thought.

Where is Ma Feifei now? He is still in the Book Battle Continent, of course. After a whole night's rest, Ma Feifei set off again the next day to find Wang Han. Of course, this time Ma Feifei did not search blindly. He sought help from Yi He.

Although he didn't know why he kept asking Yi He for help, Ma Feifei had no choice. Yi He was the only person he could rely on now. If he didn't ask her for help, he would probably be discovered by the boundary projection as soon as he went out, and then a chase would begin in another world.

However, Ma Feifei didn't know Wang Han's exact location, so he could only describe Wang Han's characteristics to her, such as that he was a cripple and a paper maker.

"Does Master Scribe perhaps want to see Wang the paper maker from Yong'an Lane?" Yi He asked uncertainly.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Ma Feifei's face lit up with joy. He didn't know Yong'an Lane, but the paper maker Wang that Yi He mentioned matched Wang Han's characteristics.

Upon hearing Yi He, Yihe stared intently at Ma Feifei for a moment before asking, "Are the Master Scribe and Paper Maker Wang acquainted?"

Ma Feifei was taken aback, not quite understanding Yi He's meaning, but still explained, "We're not very familiar, but I have a batch of timber here that I need him to help with manufacturing. Is there a problem?"

Yi He nodded knowingly, then shook her head and said, "No, it's just that it's inconvenient for you to go out right now, Master Scribe. There are many boundary projection arrays on the road to Yong'an Lane. If you go out, you will be discovered."

Ma Feifei thought it made sense, but he couldn't just not go back, so he had to come up with a solution.

Thinking of this, Ma Feifei turned his gaze to Yi He. Clearly, he was hoping that Yi He could help him come up with a solution.

"It's inconvenient for you to go out, Master Scribe, but we can have Master Wang, the paper maker, come to you. What do you think of this idea, Master Scribe?" Yi He asked softly.

"Hmm..." Ma Feifei thought for a moment, and felt that although this method wasn't perfect, it was acceptable. So he nodded and said, "Then can you have him come to find me?"

Yi He pursed her lips slightly, curtsied to Ma Feifei, and said, "Then we will need your seal Master Scribe."

"A book seal?" Ma Feifei was taken aback. What was that?

"Doesn't the Master Scribe have one?" Yi He asked in confusion.

Ma Feifei shook his head. He didn't even understand what a book seal was, let alone know anything about it.

Seemingly noticing Ma Feifei's confusion, Yi He said with a puzzled look in her eyes, "A book seal is a unique token of the author. Whether writing a book or inscribing a title, the author will leave their seal on it to represent themselves to the world."

Ma Feifei nodded to indicate that he understood. The seal that Yi He mentioned was probably similar to that of ancient literati. They would put their seal on anything they wrote, and the seal was usually engraved with their pen name. For example, the poet Li Bai's pen name was "Qinglian Jushi" (Green Lotus Hermit). He would have a seal with the pen name "Qinglian Jushi" engraved on it and carry it with him, which could be considered as proof of identity.

But where would he find such a thing? He's not even a qualified author; he'd be lucky to even write a book of Blue Quality.

"If the Master Scribe doesn't have it, it's alright, but the paper maker Wang will have to suffer some injustice." Yi He Ma Feifei didn't understand these things, Yihe didn't press the matter further and wisely came up with another solution.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Miss Yi He." Ma Feifei bowed and thanked her. He didn't quite understand the meaning behind Yi He's words. As long as he could get Wang Han over, the two of them would understand once they made eye contact.

"Master Scribe, please wait a moment." Yi He first apologized to Ma Feifei and left the hall. She then called over a maid who was standing nearby, whispered a few words in her ear, and the maid bowed and left.

Yi He watched the maid's departing figure before turning and entering the room. She approached Ma Feifei and whispered, "Master Scribe, someone has been sent to invite him. Please wait a moment."

"Thank you so much!" Ma Feifei smiled and thanked him again. Ma Feifei was truly grateful from the bottom of his heart for Yi He's help.

However, after thanking Ma Feifei, he realized something was wrong, and a strange feeling welled up inside him.

Suddenly, Ma Feifei remembered a saying: There is no such thing as a free lunch in the world, and no one will help you for no reason. Everything is for a purpose, and everything is for profit.

"That's right! My mother always said that you can't trust a woman who is more beautiful. She must have ulterior motives for helping me, Ma, so wholeheartedly." Ma Feifei's face remained expressionless, but his heart was filled with vigilance. He didn't even dare to drink the tea that Yi He brought him.

"I can't drink it. What if they poison me?" Ma Feifei thought silently, feeling a chill run down his spine, as if an assassin was lurking behind him, ready to kill him at any moment.

"Master Scribe?" Yi He asked, puzzled by Ma Feifei's strange demeanor.

"Oh... it's nothing." Ma Feifei came back to her senses and pretended to be nonchalant as she looked around the room, but her eyes were always on Yi He.

"A drama queen..."